Serenity's Silver Millennium

Slept between 11:30pm-10:00am
7:00a-10:00a
Hanging with friends
Originally, it starts out with me heading downtown, with Julia appearing almost immediately into the beginning of the dream. I'm happy to be hanging out with my best friend again But our method of transportation is quite slow. We're on this long, flat metal car-bed. Not like a truck bed, just literally this long, flat platform we could hop onto. And it's moving very slowly.

But whatever, Julia and I are chatting. Then, we're joined by Tamika. I'm really happy to see her. Then, Lily and Elise show up. As we're riding along the road on this platform, I happily think about how awesome my friends are and how nice it is to see them.

We ride into the middle of this party. Most of the people were about 18-21 years old and very drunk, rowdy and obnoxious. This heavily make-upped chick jumps onto our car and tries to kiss me. I push her away and say, "Dude, I'm not like that."

She says something about how everyone will think I'm frigid, but to be honest, I don't really care.

At a mall
Mum, Jack and I enter a mall. At the front doors, I see Eric. I wanted to avoid the awkward, "Hi, remember me? Alright so... see ya!" conversation, so I pretended not to see him, by turning to mum and enthusiastically describing something. We stopped right beside Eric and his family. I can't pretend now, that would be completely wrong of me, so I turn and say, "Hey, Eric!!"

He's all, "Hey..." and looks kind of uncomfortable to see me there. Maybe because he's with his mum, I dunno (so am I though, so what's the deal?). He doesn't seem to want to chat, so we move on.

I realized, as we were standing next to Eric, that I'm suddenly taller than him. How...? I realize I'm wearing platform boots. I'm REALLLLY uncomfortable in these boots, because I am not the world's most coordinated person (this is true). I was afraid I was going to trip and fall.

Mum gets me to the food court to sit down and she says she'll get me another pair of normal shoes. I'm sort of against just sitting there, I'll be fine to come with, but nope, my boots are already off and I'm in sock-feet. For some reason, other people in the food court try to help by lending me their shoes (?).

Trying to get home
I'm outside somewhere, and I'm trying to catch transit to get home. I'm not entirely sure why this was causing me trouble, but there you go. Jack finds me and we walked towards the bus we need.

9:30a-12:40p
On a train
I see my friend, Carlos, on the train. I say hi to him, but he's a bit unresponsive. He says hi, back, but he seems to not care that this is the first time we're actually seeing each other in years.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"I'm upset at you for not continuing to write to me!" he says (via facebook). "I have something important I need to tell you."

"I'm here, why don't you tell me now?" I said.

"No. I can only write it to you."

Spider-shooting
I'm at my house. I see a spider on on the outside wall. I have a BB gun in hand and I start shooting the spider. I'm happy it's not wrecking the siding as I'm trying to shoot the hated thing.

June 28, 2010 - Part Two
4:30p-9:30p
I had to do a night shift tonight, so I settled in for my nap at just after 4:30 this afternoon. Actually, it was probably closer to 5. I had decided to do a WILD attempt, since I read and got some instructions on two very neat-sounding techniques. Essentially, if one didn't work, the other might.

As a side note: I forgot to deprive myself from caffeine, so unfortunately, I didn't do a proper CWILD. But, I did find out that Tylenol Ultra has caffeine in it, but it's 65mg to 500mg of acetomenophine (spelling?). I remember reading that anything less than 120mg of caffeine wasn't really enough, but I didn't want to take 1000mg of acetomenophine, so... that's why my CWILD failed.

Note: CWILD is a technique I learned from another site. It stands for Caffeine Withrdrawl Induced Lucid Dream. It can be combo'd with any induction technique, including DILDs and has no direct relation to Wake Induced Lucid Dreams (other than it can be combo'd).

Anyways, so I settled in and got to work on relaxing each area of my body. I don't really have a set relaxation technique (like the 61-point. That is a brutal tech). I just focus on each area, like feet, calves, thighs, etc and imagine that with each exhale, there's energy floating out of my focused area. It works like a charm, for me). I felt good and relaxed and decided to work first on the "anchoring" technique.

The gist of the technique is to find something to anchor your consciousness/awareness (passively) as you're falling asleep. Normally, I would use my clock, because it ticks really loudly, but today, I was using earplugs. So, I twisted my fingers in a weird position. It... kind of worked. Not really as well as the tick-tock works. I talked myself into sleep and did notice that I was losing focus on my hand and becoming a little too involved in the dreamlets. I noted I was experiencing some visual hallucinations in the form of yellow swirly light playing across my eyelids, but I didn't really pay too much attention to it. Some dreamlets rolled in... again, noted, but not focused. I drifted like this for a bit. This was all set up to be a good start to the WILD.

Unfortunately, my throat was a huge distraction for me. I had ate a grilled cheese sandwich before sleeping, cos I was super hungry. So this made a horrible mucous-y feeling in the back of my throat, which, once I started drifting into the HI, got a bit easier to ignore. But, it certainly delayed the whole process; triggering my body's constant need to swallow. I found breathing through my nose helped bypass that, for some reason.

The other problem was that I'm a bit sick, so my throat started getting massively tickly. To the point where my body decided to say, "Fuck you, I'm coughing," and it wasn't something I could control or supress. It did this twice And wrecked my efforts, twice.

Rebuilding the SP wasn't too difficult, but I will note a few interesting sensations.

1) At one point, the strongest point of the SP, my legs felt all hard and brittle. Like, if I moved them, they would break and crumble. I thought this was pretty neat. I decided to try wiggling my toes, and it took a lot of mental effort to do so.

2) It seemed like each time I "shifted" into a deeper phase of the SP, my heart would race. I had to do a little mental focusing to calm it back down. This was accompanied by my light hallucinations pitching me into complete blackness (each time I shifted). It actual resembled a light being shut off in the room (even though I wore a sleep mask).

3) I noticed some very subtle vibrations. Unfortunately, they were so subtle and weak, that it was difficult to use them of an indication of falling asleep.

So, once I hit that deep stage of leg-brittle, I decided this anchoring thing wasn't helping, nor did I seem to dive into a scene. I began to wonder if I had done the same thing in all my other WILDs... I'm already asleep, and trapped in a mental prison. I was chatting with someone about this a few days ago, who had the same problem as me. He'd get to this point and move, but he kept moving his real body. He said he had to learn how to separate his dream body.

So, I gave up on the anchoring, and I instead tried to activate my dream body's senses. This... pretty much didn't go very well at all. Not much to say other than I couldn't float out or move any dream part or anything. Ughhhhh.

Anyways, once I was wracked with my second bout of coughing, I decided maybe rolling over would help alleviate my throat. I rolled over, got myself all re-relaxed and passed out! I hadn't really intended to pass out. I'm not entirely sure what happened there, to be honest. I never consciously decided to give up and pass out. In fact, I was quite keen on being successful.

Anyways, so once again, I'm thwarted by the ever-elusive WILD.

Hospital Audit
I was in a doctor's office. They asked me to do an audit on the place, like ensuring the equipment was working and such. At this point, I was too tired to do the audit properly. I was half-assing it, walking around the building and not really paying too much attention. I decided to leave it for now and went for lunch.

[Lunch]
I was in a Safeway, which had a mall-like food court in it. But only the KFC was open. I didn't really want "Kentucky Fried Suicide," but seeing how my options were forcibly limited, I got some food.

[Back at the doctor's office]
I got lost in the building. Also, my clothes were now covered in some-foul smelling liquid and I had some dirty yellow stains on my clothes. This part is choppy, but I remember finding my way into a dark room, and watched a movie on the big TV in there.

I left the room when I remembered I was supposed to be auditing. I walked along hallways and wandered into a ward. It seemed to be a maternity ward. I felt like I was trespassing, and left before anyone saw me.

I continued to walk down the hallway and came upon these small cubby-like lockers. There were pink on one side and blue on the other. Then, some nurses appeared. They asked me why I'm covered in stained clothing. I don't remember what I told them.

I completed the audit and snuck out.

Game Show
I was competing against my mother in a game show. We each had to run these obstacle courses 5 times through. Although I didn't know which course would be the harder one, I was in the points lead, so I got to choose the course to run. I chose the one on the right. As our host was explaining the course, and what constituted as a win, I woke up.

I wanted to at least hear the rest of the instructions, or run through the course once. I started a DEILD and was near-successful at chaining back in, but I dragged myself out of it cos I really did have to get up and get ready for work

11:30p-10:00a
Scott's twin
I was in a relationship with Scott (guy from work, name changed ) but it wasn't going very well. Actually, it was already over, and I had unintentionally struck up a relationship with his twin brother (who, for the remainder of the dream, we'll call Benton, cos he never actually had a name). Benton had warned me that his brother was on the way out. He was a bit of a playboy and wanted some hot young thing. Benton, however, was the opposite. Caring, nurturing and seemed to really like me for me. We agreed that we would keep our relationship a secret from Scott for a while.

[Weigh scale]
I was in this room with some other girls. We were all in our swim suits and lined up, weighing each other on this scale that was actually at the edge of a diving board (I mean, the "diving board" was the scale). Everyone was getting some pretty average numbers (130-150 range). I stepped on, and I hit 150 (which was rather disappointing, since I don't weigh that much!).

Scott came up to me and said, "Whoa, you really let yourself go! See, that's why I moved on to Jenny," and on his arm was a blonde bimbo who looked about 18.

I retorted, "I'm dating your brother!" And turned away. He was totally stunned (and actually kind of hurt). The other girls congratulated me for putting the jerk in his place. I thought, "I should warn Benton that Scott knows."

[Back at the house]
I'm at the house, and my brother, Mike is also there. I can't remember the entirety of this scene, but I remember being on the phone with Benton and telling him what I said. He said that was alright, and said his twin was rude.

[At Dinner]
I arrived at a cafeteria and saw Mike, Amelia (his GF), and Scott at a table in the corner. "Why is he sitting with my family?" I thought. It was a buffet-style cafeteria, so I went to get my food first. There was only one bowl left and it had food dried onto the bottom. I remained in line with the bowl, and brought it up to the counter-help. I asked for a clean bowl and said I didn't need food from the counter, but there were no good bowls or plates left.

He gave me one and I got some perogies. I went back to my table and saw that it was actually Benton sitting with my brother. This made me happy.

A nice, un-melatonin'ed sleep last night

11:30p-3:10a
Raiding
I was in a a raid with my Warcraft guild. I was all first person, and I was me, not a character Anyways, we were in a mine shaft, although it was quite well lit. I remember us finding our way around, and doing quite well at killing the mobs and bosses in there. After we downed the second to last boss, we were quite amazed at the fact that we one-shotted everything today.

I noticed I was straggling behind, so I ran to catch up. As I rounded a corner, I accidentally pulled a mob my guildmates hadn't bothered clearing. I must have been a priest or something, because it only took a couple of defense-less clobbers, and I was down, lol. I sort of blanked out on the beating. I rememeber watching the mob run at me; me shouting, "Careful guys, I accidentally pulled some friends, I'm going to die!"; blacking out, and falling to the ground. However, once I was on the ground, my eyes were open, I could see the dirt and the metal track for the mine cars, but I was paralysed (dead) and couldn't move. I heard my guild leader shout, "Let's get those mobs killed, and rez Serenity," (they actually called me Serenity, and not my real name).

I remember hearing one of the pallies say, "Don't worry, Seren, I got you."

Short WBTB
I knew I wasn't going to get a full sleep (I actually only had about 3 hours left in my night, at this point), but I thought I would do a quick thing, anyways. I sat on my couch and repeated to myself a few times to recognize that dreamy feeling. I imagined that feeling from my last dream. That weightless, yet fluidy motion. I reminded myself to recognize that feeling. Then, I told myself, once I get back in bed, it is meant for sleeping.

I fell asleep fairly quickly.

3:10a-6:00a
Out with Lily
Most of this is lost, but I remember Lily and I were just hanging out with each other. At 5:45a, my alarm rang so I could start my recall. I turned my alarm off and closed my eyes. I re-entered the dream, but I have to describe this, because normally, I don't remember the re-entry. It's a bit like the Pensive from Harry Potter. I saw my dream hovering and hazy before me, much like how daydreams are. Where, you are "in" them, but there always just before you, rather than around you. Then, much like dunking my head in the Pensive, the dream pulled me in and rushed around me, forming up. I lost awareness

Lily was sitting with her co-workers, in a park. They were trying to do a group picture. I realized I was in the shot, and I backed out to watch from the side.

Lily was sitting between two coworkers that were married to each other. The photgrapher asked my friend to kiss the guy. She did so, but she was EXTREMELY uncomfortable with it. There was no false pretenses or anything, but it was all really awkward, nonetheless. The group broke apart and the wife asked Lily to give her a hug. She kept saying, "No, let me hug you, my arms are longer than yours." As they compared arm lengths, my alarm dragged me back out of the dream.

I decided to snooze it for 10 minutes, and see if I could DEILD; knowing what my dream re-entry looks like, now Only, my brain started getting all caught up with the details of getting ready for work and out the door, so it ended up not happening. Ah well!

*NEW*
I believe this newly recalled bit happened in the 3am-6am stretch.

I was with my family, walking through a woodsy area. While the setting itself was unfamiliar, we stumbled upon a familiar set of houses. It is one of my old childhood houses! The siding on the wall is as hideous as I remember (brown vinyl on the first floor, off-white vinyl for the second floor. I know, you're sitting there asking yourself, "Why would someone DO that?!" I don't have an answer for you. They just did). All the houses looked abandoned and basically just left there to fall into disrepair.

I was trying to take pictures of the house with my cell phone camera, but the pictures kept coming out really terrible-looking. Either I couldn't get the full house in; or my finger was covering it; it was blurry, you name it. Mike was trying to grab my phone and take the picture himself. My dad was telling us to hurry up so we can leave.

11:30p-1:50a
Biological security in a haunted building *coughs*
My new work site was a haunted site. I was pretty stoked about this! Dennis was my site supervisor, and Ryan was a co-worker of mine.

Jack handed me something. He needed me to use the microscope at work to look at the molecular structure of whatever it was he had handed me. He also requested I get samples from the site. I agreed to this.

I remember slipping and falling in some mud. Carissa told me if Dennis saw me show up to work with mud on my pants, he would freak out! I told her not to worry, and wiped off the mud. Good as new! You couldn't even tell I'd fallen

I got into work, and proceeded up the stair case in the middle of the room. Ryan told me I should drink some water before I started into my shift (SC telling me I'm thirsty? Hehe). I ignored him and told him I would be fine.

I took this contact case out of my pocket and sat down at a microscope. I took out some tweezers to handle the samples Jack had given me. I put them on a slide, and slipped them under the microscope. Someone (Ryan, possibly, the dream was fading) was really impressed that I knew how to use one

Woke up at 1:50a. Used the washroom. I drifted in a light sleep for the next 3 hours. I remember a fragment involving my bunny, but not much else.

June 24, 2010
11:45a
Big Mansion
My parents, Grandma, Jack and I were living in this huge mansion. I remember looking down one of the halls and guessed that the hall itself stretched about 50 meters (165 ft).

I was outside at our garage. The neighbour asked me why I was parking in his spot. I told him this was our garage, but he was adamant it wasn't (it was detached). I reasoned that it's ours, because the siding matches our house. He still maintained it was his. I told him I would move our vehicles after I helped this other person out with what they needed.

I was with my grandmother and she asked me where I put her dressing gown. I remembered hanging it on a hook in one of the bedrooms. I went around the house, looking for it, checking each room. I must've checked about 5 different rooms until I found it

Danny and Sterling
Woke up with a vague recollection of Danny and Sterling both expressing the desire to build houses in my inner world. They just needed to find a way to build them?

Still playing catch-up...
Dead sleep between 12:30a-7:30a
Alarm attempt for a 8:30 alarm to DEILD. Too sleepy, turned it off and passed out.
Wake-up alarm at 10:45. Too sleepy, passed out (lol )
Woke up on my own at 11:40a.

As such, not too many memories recalled from my dreams, other than listening to an answering machine and expecting to hear one from Darren. I can't remember why I expected there to be one, but hey there was, and he was thanking me for the birthday message I gave him.

I also remember lots of hanging out with people. It's all so vague!

A lame night of reading forums and watching my mum play warcraft.

I KNOW, RIGHT?

Decided to only go with 1.5hrs of sleep this morning. Partly out of stupidity, but maybe the REM re-bound will be awesome later for DEILD attempts, who knows?

So, what was interesting was to see just what the first 90 minute phase of sleep (thus, the first REM phase) was like, because I often don't recall it at all.

There wasn't any kind of substantial dream. It was really hazy/misty. I'm not sure if it's because my BF wouldn't leave me alone while I tried to sleep (you can take that for what you will! ), and thus I wasn't sleeping as deeply as I could have been...

I fell asleep thinking about the Beatles, so my hazy dream was basically an image of the Beatles. It was trying to take on a life of its own, but that part definitely couldn't because of boyfriend sabotage.

Darren's Message
I was in a park, with Darren. He was conducting a small orchestra. He tells me when I hear [something], it’s a message from him. I can’t remember WTF that something was, but it had to do with the song he was playing.

Craft time with Darren
I was chatting with Darren while we were doing some kind of crafts project. Notably, when he's come in dreams in the past, he's usually just imparting some kind of fatherly advice to me, but this time was the first time we chatted freely about things. I remember saying something about how he gets to see how much I suck at crafts. He mentioned something about being Canadian (in hindsight, I should have smacked him for that!). Instead, I told him that going way back through my heritage, I'm also Scottish, just like he would be. Overall, we were having a good laugh and I felt really relaxed and happy. The ribbon I was working with fell apart into about 50 different ribbons. Darren had to help me tie it all back together.

NON-DREAM DREAM DREAM COMMENTS DREAM SIGNS

A Birthday Visit (Non-lucid)

I was sitting on a bench in a busy area (there were a lot of people around. There were white floors, white walls. Felt like a train station or an airport or something. It was a very big area!), talking with Darren (yayyy, I haven't seen him in forever!). We were going along a list of things, comparing them for similarities. It had to do with dreams and thoughts. Like I would say, "Do you remember dreaming about this?" or "Do you remember thinking this?"

When I was done, Darren asked me what the comparisons meant. I put my forehead against his and said, "It means, we haven't managed to share a dream yet; but I think I've somehow managed to tap into your subconscious."

"Hmm!" Darren replied, sounding sort of surprised and intrigued.

09.02.2010

Murder Mystery (DEILD)

(This plot is pretty similar to "The Lovely Bones" which I finished reading about a week ago). This dream was really long, lasting from about 6:30am until noon, when I finally woke up. I don't remember every single scene as a result. I just recall there were many instances where the killer was just lurking around in scenes. There was this omniscient part of me that knew who the killed was, but I was also myself, first person; a character in my dream that had no idea who the killer was. The killer was an old guy who was generally kind of creey. A girl named Sarah had been killed. We didn't know where her body was, or who her killer was, so as a community, we were trying to figure it out.

I was on a train with my friend (just a city transit train, a light rail one). It was crowded and we were standing. The killer (who I "knew" and didn't know it was him) put his hand on my friend's shoulder, and started creeping downwards towards her breast. She somehow didn't notice, so I grabbed his hand and removed it from her and told him he was disgusting. We left the train.

The whole community was outside, eating lunch at picnic tables. It felt like we were a apart of some 1970's reenactments. I sat down at a table with two adults who were eating with 4 kids. The two adults turned out to be actors who were identical to Darren and L. I asked them a question and addressed them as "Fake Darren" and "Fake L."

It was after this scene that I woke up around 10am-ish. I was ready to wake up after the weekend of crappy dreaming so I tried to chain back in. It worked, but I wasn't immediately lucid.

We had found Sarah's body, in a lake. The water was freezing cold. She had been drowned, and she also had a stick impaled in her left shoulder (almost looked like a broom handled). I thought I felt a heart beat when I placed my hand on her chest, and she still felt warm for some reason. I screamed at someone to call 911, maybe she could still be saved. A DC with me kind of laughed and said I was wrong. The heart beat I felt was hers. Sarah is most definitely dead. I had an "Oh... Wow that was odd..." Moment and said that someone should still call 911, to retrieve her body.

This next part is semi-lucid. It feels more like a daydream, and yet stronger than that. I knew it was a dream and could control the plot like a daydream. Yet it was still a dream, because it introduced something I didn't control... it was weird. Anyways, read on.

This time, I was L, first person. Our daughter was playing outside by herself. Because the murder was still out there, I felt one of us should be out there with her. I had a bad feeling about her being alone out there, so I asked Darren to go out there. I had this daydream within my dream about Darren going out there, encountering the guy with our daughter, and punching him out. I ran out to the backyard, and sure enough, Darren did encounter the creepy old murder. However, he picked up our daughter and only told the guy off. I thought to myself, "Hmm, he was supposed to punch him."

Things got shaky and went black, but I could still hear voices. Darren was reading a letter from a girl named Jaime, asking us to make sure her our daughter was doing okay. I thought to myself, "Who in the heck is Jaime?" My dream supplied that Jaime was our daughter's older sister.

I woke up and was still thinking that. Jaime was the daughter's older sister. Actually, Jaime is my friend Vicky's older half-sister, so that was quite odd that she ended up being mentioned at the end of my dream...

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Jules, myself and 1 or 2 others from my old broadcasting course were in this banquet hall. There were few tables, maybe 6 that only sat about 4 people side by side. Each were nicely decorated with white china, polished silver serving dishes and 3 elaborate flower arrangements for the centre pieces (3 per table). At the front of the room, there was a one-person table, similarly decorated, but it was next to a podium for a presentation. There was a projector screen as well.

Some servers were laying out things that looked like fancy ping pong paddles, each were white and decorated with flowers. Jules told us it was for if we needed something from the server, you hold up a paddle.

He said that despite the lavishness, we were all here to learn something, so have our notebooks ready. But he seemed mischievous about something.

As people started coming in, more people from my radio class started showing up. Jules was dismayed, because he hadn't meant for everyone to be invited, but it filled up the seats, and they didn't appear to be taking someone else's reserved seat, so Jules commented it was probably better that we filled the hall.

At that moment, Darren came out, and I nearly died, because it was someone I "knew." He sat down at the front table. He was hosting our lunch! He thanked us all for coming. Two other DC's (closer to my age) were giving a presentation on something as we ate, but I wasn't paying attention. I was staring at Darren.

At a break between the meal and dessert, he invited everyone to the front for questions and autographs. It was crowded at first, so I hung back. One of the DC's approached me, and started to tell me something, and the dream crumbled.

I remember thinking, "Oh, that's just fantastic, you stupid DC! You had to ruin my dream!" I chained back in. I knew it was a dream, but I didn't have a ton of control. Not that I wanted it. I just wanted to spend time with dream-Darren.

I was back in the room, but the crowd had cleared out from around Darren. I was flipping through the notebook I brought, looking for a suitable page to autograph, and they were all scribbled on with what looked like notes from work.

I found a page that didn't look so horrible and approached him. I asked him if he was still signing, and he gave me a genuinely warm smile and said of course. I wanted to tell him so many things, but I thought it would sound like gushing, so I stood there and smiled at him. He said something to me about always work hard at what I do. Hard work is what gets you places. I told him I would do my very best and sat down. I said to him, "Thank you, Darren." He smiled at me.

Dream broke, and I actually managed to chain it again.

Everyone was gathering up their things to leave. I wanted to say something to him, I wasn't sure what yet. Someone else was talking to him and was taking longer than a second, so I sat back down at my seat and laid my head down (I was feeling sleepy). I could notably see the backs of my eyelids, just the way they look in real life, when I close my eyes in a lit room. I raised my head again and he was free again. I got up and lost my balance (I almost fell backwards). Darren kind of laughed and I said, "Whoops! Inertia or something!" I was going to shake his hand, but he motioned me in for a hug. He whispered in my ear, "I remember you." I was stunned. He didn't let go of me for about 30 seconds. When we parted, he said something else, but I can't remember what it was.

Dream ended again. I chained again.

I wasn't in the banquet room anymore. I was on the 3rd floor of my building, looking at the wooden horse statue. The elevator dinged, and my neighbour, who is a bonafide medium (well, she has me convinced anyways. She's the one who confirmed who my guide spirit is) got off it. I recalled that she hasn't been in a dream of mine for a while. I was kind of flustered and told her I'd been doing some dream-chaining, I wanted to tell her about Darren. She looked confused, but didn't get to say anything, because the dream ended.

I didn't chain again at this point, it was already 10:15 in the morning!